Dustin's response to hearing Wilson's voice is downright Pavlovian at this point. He whips upright from his crouch at the wall, back like a spring, eyes wide and brow set with immediate frustration. He does not want to engage the man. He doesn't even want to challenge him for leaving him behind to clean up his mess at the Alchemists' Guild. Nothing positive could come from this.

But Wilson's simple statement already makes it so Dustin has to intervene. "Fucking good," he snaps. "Last thing I need is you trying to hunt my research. You--"

A beat. Dustin's face settles into an exhausted glower.

"--You already tried, haven't you? That's how you know."

And is also probably the reason why Dustin hasn't had any luck finding the little bastards yet. Fucking typical.